Learning to Live, Living to Learn…

Sometimes when with few pictures I capture on the move start telling me stories. Stories about realities of life, opportunities and struggle…a unique window of my third eye, the dig cam, with which I could see the world at my leisure and try understand looking at the pictures with my mind opening up few subtle paradigms.

Let me share what I got just two days back, here is a picture of two children. Both doing their duties and fulfilling expectation life has for/from them to offer. A child who is carrying loads of education signifies the opportunities available to him at his pace, while the other rushing towards the daily dose of work schedule…

Perhaps I may be reading this aloud. The children crisscrossing each others path talk about the diversity in their lives and living. The opportunities one has may not be available or visible to other. One laden with the realities of today via self sustaining his efforts to make the living and there are promises for other via dedicating his time for learning and capability building. Not sure who will win the battle called life as the measure and goals of success are already chained to them like the steel bars chained together by a steel itself….Life offers avenues and opportunities simultaneously enforces constraints of struggle and choice of direction on the other hand….

Cross posted on Metblogs

Kick of a Click! the Instinct

"Don’t marry a photographer. All Photographers are married to their cameras!”

Concludes a lady, married to a photographer and expains her stand here... The post is thought provoking, I asked myself, am I so ruthless that rather than helping someone in distress would I prefer to 'click it away!!' or help the person in need?

No, there is no answer for your instincts but I am sure there is a sure arithmatic which gets computed for the risk analysis visavee a pleasure of the 'click'

my son on the other hand makes me 'feel' his discomfort when we sroll by the important places he misses me as I look beyong the moment and kepp 'clicking' my visionary bloggo spirits rather enjoying his company and share the same moment with him!! My mind must have cross the boundery of being his 'fahter' and entered the wolrd of photographer and worst of all beong a blogger to hunt the firbidden stories behind every click!!

I am searching the 'Answer' comparing the flow of adrenaline duly digested from both events!! yet i-pheel I don't have it....

Philosphy @i-Phil, The Musings

To be read as 'I feel'...

The tidbids of bloggins have budded as an experience, and now the time the same can be eco-released out of senses.. debate is based a poem that I wrote years back in my native language, which delivers a point like this...

At this very moment..

there are thousand beautiful thoughts

which cross my mind,

while passing by

I helplessly try and manage to write

one of the dumbest

with my pen and paper...!!

Questions in my mind, there are so many things we think, observe and compose, things that can be so wonderful the we can't even cherish beyond that fraction of the awakend moment they live inside our mind..how are we going to justice to them..

Here is an attempt!!